The End

So I'm done. I don't know if I was expecting to feel different or free or something when I woke up yesterday, but I didn't. That lack of a feeling was kind of unnerving; I don't know why, it's not like I had some big life change or anything, I just get to eat garbage again. I've realized so far that I'm mainly tempted to eat things like that just because I can, not because I necessarily want to. Except for jelly beans. I love jelly beans so, so much, maybe even more than most kinds of chocolate. I put some out in an adorable little mug with duck feet that poses as my Easter candy jar, along with a variety of candy for company to enjoy. None of the rest of it sounds that good to me, but those jelly beans are irresistible. I'm like a 6 year old in candy store. I ate some for breakfast today (along with an entire cup of coffee). Now I'm a little jittery. Yikes.

(Enter 12 hours)

I just finished a delightful Easter dinner full of almost nothing except things I couldn't eat on detox. Honestly, I feel fine. I guess that time the other day when I was sorry I'd eaten a few previously off-limit things was just a fluke. That's good because I'm sitting comfortably on my couch as I write this, not in the bathroom or curled up in a ball cursing my body's inability to handle anything fun anymore. But it's also potentially dangerous, knowing there are no immediate consequences.

Everyone asks if the detox will change the way I eat/live once it's over. I'm sure some things will stick, though I don't know what, and to what extent yet. I guess it can be broken into 3 categories- non-edible products, food and habits. You may look forward to three riveting posts addressing each of these categories in the near future. Until then...